Day 7 NaPoWriMo - A Shadorma and Fib

Shadorma

Traffic lights
Reflect in the rain
Stretch like stars
On the dark
Concrete streets, green, yellow. Red.
Some stop, some speed up.

Fib

A
Muse
Opens
A white door
And leaves it ajar
For any to waltz in and sing.

Fib 2

I
Have
Been there
On every
Time zone, living through
A redefining of clock work.